South Central 1995
Viv stood in the kitchen of Greg's penthouse making curry goat and rice with black beans waiting for him to come back. The knock at the door stirred her out of her thoughts.
"Coming!" She jogged across the penthouse and went to the door opening it. She looked at who was standing there and quickly tried to close it but he stopped it.
"Hey sister." Her stomach churned as he pushed up the door and she stepped back. She cleared her throat to sound as normal as possible.
"Greg isn't here." Gavin stepped closer while closing the door.
"Good." He kept looking down at her licking his lips while she stepped back a little more and looked around trying to avoid his eye contact, her mind begin flashing back to that night in the alley.
"Please leave, please."
"Why?"
"You know-" Viv was interrupted by tapping on her leg she looked down at her son.
"Mommy I wan cracker." Tottie looked up at Gavin then grabbed his moms leg tighter. Gavin stared at Tottie, he looked just like Greg.
"Tell my brother to call me." Gavin walked back to the door and left, Viv let out a big sigh of relief and picked up Tottie holding him close while walking in the kitchen.
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